The light skill suddenly got up, turned over and crossed, Wang Ji dodged the can't be the monk Yujian flying, a condescending palm, a slight touch under his feet, and the figure changed, blocking the eldest grandson Wuji and Guanyin in front of the two people.

"You two don't make a move."

Wang Ji looked at the monk who could not be reached, and said to the eldest grandson Wuji and Guanyin: "If I am not mistaken, this person's martial arts is the Wuxiang magic skill that the master once said. ”

Unwilling to expose the identity of the candidate, Wang Ji had a master out of nothing.

The cold wind blew, and the branches and leaves were turned up.

The monk who stood on the long sword just laughed when he heard Wang Ji say the origin of his divine skills.

"Legend has it that this set of martial arts is created by a monk in Buddhism, after practice, it can imitate the world's martial arts moves, it is clear at first sight, and it is clear at first touch, this set of martial arts has been practiced to the realm of high wisdom, a reason, a hundred reason, but all the masters inside and outside, as long as he explores the qi vein, he can take the other party's martial arts, even if it is to learn the world's martial arts, it is not difficult."

Wang Ji looked like he couldn't be a monk, fighting with this kind of person was the most troublesome thing, and there were two people next to him, the eldest grandson Wuji, and the eldest grandson Wuji, otherwise Wang Ji would sacrifice the nebula chain and slash with a ruthless knife in his hand! You can kill him in a hurry.

"If you learn martial arts, of course, you can't compare to those who originally had martial arts......"

The eldest grandson Wuji frowned slightly on the side.

The cultivation of the innate Qiankun Gong, although he and the eldest grandson Wuji have not reached the level of heavenly shock, but they can also be regarded as a master, if it is a person who is new to the congenital Qiankun Gong and competes with him, the eldest grandson Wuji consciously wins.

Experience is there, skill is there.

"That's how it should be."

Wang Ji frowned and looked at the unable monk, and said, "But after any exercise is spawned by the Phaseless Divine Skill, the power is three points stronger than the original, and it is more powerful than your own cultivation of the exercises." ”

This is the disgusting thing about the unphased divine skill, the real way of the other, and the other body.

Now Wang Ji is still sure to kill him, if the monk can not touch the eldest grandson Wuji or the eldest grandson Wuji, and learn the innate Qiankun Gong, then it will be a big problem for Wang Ji, if you want to deal with it, you must really take out the hole cards.

"Is there a royal law for stealing people's martial arts like this?"

The eldest grandson couldn't help frowning.

Knowing the opponent's moves, he also knows the opponent's weaknesses, and the moves he can use are stronger than the opponent, as long as the internal strength can keep up, won't this martial art be invincible in the world?

"That's why I can't!"

The monk couldn't be condescending and smiled proudly.

"You are so poisonous and so spicy, why do you want to shave your head and call a monk? The word monk has been ruined in vain! ”

The eldest grandson Wujian looked at the monk without being afraid, and said again.

After this sentence was spoken, it seemed to touch the pain point in the heart of the monk, which made him angry in the sky, and hissed: "The little girl is so ignorant, your Buddha is high ......."

"What's the use of being on top?"

Wang Jiluo interrupted the boasting of the monk and said, "You don't want to bow your head and speak in front of me Li Shimin!" ”

……

The monk couldn't be stunned in mid-air, and then he was even more angry!

These looking down and bowing their heads are two concepts, but after this "Li Shimin" confused him, he couldn't talk to them with his head bowed in mid-air, as if he wanted to worship him! At this time, the monk couldn't care whether this Li Shimin was true or not, he floated down, and slapped Wang Ji and the eldest grandson Wuji behind him, and the eldest grandson Wuji slapped it!

A palm was struck, and the power of this palm twisted and turned in mid-air, unpredictable, and immediately shrouded down!

White rainbow palm power?

Wang Ji was suspicious in his heart, thinking of the white rainbow palm power in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, splitting through the air, wandering and moving, almost unable to prevent it.

"Get out of the way!"

Wang Ji clasped his hands together and shouted coldly: "Guanyin chaos!" ”

Then he urged the hundred styles of Guanyin in the ability to read!

The set of martial arts of Baishi Guanyin is the martial arts that Wang Ji learned from Nitro in the hunter world, and it can be regarded as the ultimate martial arts in the hunter world.

Now that Wang Ji has completed a turn, the strength of his body has become a Qi, and he has crossed the scope of his ability to read, at this time, once urged, Guanyin first appeared behind him, and then he smashed his hand with a hammer, and scattered the power of Bai Hong's palm, and raised his hand to hit the monk.

Guanyin's law is lofty, majestic, thousands of hands and thousands of eyes, when waving the palm, there is compassion, the speed of splitting the air far exceeds the speed of sound, just an instant, will not be able to the monk to the ground!

With his hands folded, Wang Ji's face was faintly compassionate, but Guanyin's Dharma Xiang leaned forward, seeing with a thousand eyes, and with a thousand hands, and then like a storm, waving his hand at the place where the monk could not fall!

"Boom Boom Boom ......"

The sound of air explosions is endless!

The surrounding land was blasted, and the spider cracks trembled, and it spread to the riverbed several miles away, causing the river to tremble and splash several feet high.

The eldest grandson Wuji and the eldest grandson Wujian can only stand firm in this earthquake-like scene with their bodies and feet in all directions.

"Shimin, how strong are you?"

The eldest grandson Wujian looked at Li Shimin, who had performed this trick, surprised and surprised.

"Isn't Guanyin Chaos an authentic martial art of Bliss?"

The eldest grandson Wuji secretly said in his heart at this time, Bliss is not good.

"Bang!"

The two palms suddenly collided, and the air waves churned left and right, and at this moment, there were faint sparks splashing after the collision, making the flames of the place where the monk was originally lying burn.

The Dharma of a statue of Guanyin is erected from behind the monk, with thousands of hands and eyes, and the treasure body is full of light, which is almost the same as Wang Ji's Guanyin method.

The monk who could not also stand up from the air waves, smoke and dust pits......

The Hundred Styles of Guanyin, which belongs to the recitation ability system, has been learned by him.

…… Really.

Wang Ji had already prepared for this in his heart.

After completing a turn, all the energy is boiled down to "Qi", Wang Ji has "Qi", this impossible monk naturally also has "Qi", and since the power is incarnated from "Qi", then the current unable monk has not only the ability to quickly master martial arts, but also the ability to quickly master other power systems.

The enhancement system and release system in the mind ability were thus mastered by him.

"You're not an ordinary Guanyin."

The monk looked at Wang Ji insidiously, as well as the eldest grandson Wuji behind Wang Ji, the eldest grandson Wuji, and said with a smile: "What else can you do, you can show it." ”

At the moment, although I don't know whether this Li Shimin is true or not, I can't be a monk, but I feel a completely different power in this Guanyin chaos.

"One-style!"

Wang Ji raised his hand and palmed, still facing the enemy with a hundred styles of Guanyin.

"One-style!"

The monk who can't raise his hand is also a palm, and his strength is condensed, and there is an increase in the magic of no phase in it, and the power is still more than Wang Ji's Baishi Guanyin.

"Two Styles!"

The palms were about to touch, Wang Ji's palms changed, and he had already used the second style, seizing the opportunity to slap the arm of the monk who could not be able to push two steps.

It's just that this snatching move is like the afterword: Nie Feng beats people...... It hurts, but it doesn't hurt.

After the monk took two steps back, he had learned to use these two styles, and he raised his hand to hit Wang Ji with two styles, his palms were in the air, and the strength was surging, tearing the air to produce a sonic boom.

"Thirty-five!"

Wang Ji seems to have made up his mind, only with this hundred styles of Guanyin against the enemy, after the shot, it is still a hundred styles of Guanyin moves, and can not be a monk at a glance, then raised his hand, still with a hundred styles of Guanyin, at first Wang Ji can use this move to seize the opportunity, and then this can use the speed to take the lead, both are not able to be owned by the monk, and finally the rest is two hundred styles of Guanyin against each other!

"Bang ......"

Fist to fist, palm to palm, the two hundred styles of Guanyin fight each other in a grand scene, against the bang, against the touch, shifting, discharging...... The two of them had already begun to roll up in a storm caused by a burst of force.

"Big brother."

The eldest grandson Wuji also has cultivation, and the strong wind naturally disperses after it arrives in front of her, according to her eyesight, she can see that the two people are in a collision, Wang Ji is already in danger, and then asks for help from the eldest grandson Wuji.

"I believe that the people of the world have their own way."

Eldest Sun Wuji looked at the Hundred Styles Guanyin who was fighting against the two people in the core of the storm, and said, "Now we can't even enter the storm caused by that layer of strength. ”

"Bang Bang ......"

There is no need to think about it at all, it is completely subconscious against the enemy, and the monk has been proficient in this hundred styles of Guanyin to the extreme.

Fist!

All the moves are made from a simple and clear punch!

In terms of strength, Wang Ji is stronger.

But with the blessing of skill, Wang Ji is inferior to being a monk.

"Bang!"

A punch shook Wang Ji's Baishi Guanyin, and the Baishi Guanyin face of the monk was insidious and vicious, adding several evils to the originally holy Guanyin, and then this punch went up, and Wang Ji's Guanyin statue was scattered!

At this moment, Wang Ji hurriedly retreated, carrying the body protection qi all over his body, and flew dozens of zhang in succession before he stopped and stopped.

Stretching out his hand to pinch the seal, he couldn't sit in the void, looked at Wang Ji, and said with a smug smile: "Your moves are already owned by me, boy, if you can't come up with any new moves, you will die here!" Li Shimin? ”

Regarding Wang Ji's identity, it is impossible to put a question mark on the monk.

"Of course there are tricks, and there are a lot of them."

Wang Ji smiled, looked at the monk who couldn't be a monk, and said, "But what... I'm going to recite a poem..."

"Oh?"

The monk was born short, so he liked to stand on a high place, looked at Wang Ji and smiled: "Do you want to read Li Bai or Du Fu?" ”

"Huh."

Wang Ji smiled and opened his mouth to come.

My ability is all strange, nine turns of Yin Yuan into a demon body.

A book of strict obsession, and gossip turns mysterious.

Tuna ripple sun flames, ten thousand laws of the dynasty into a Qi.

In this way, if you don't pass on the law, whoever is my son will learn art!